The pain

The bones ache,
Like never before ~
He has distributed my pain
From the heart
To parts of my make.

The words settle like mist
Suffocating all my smiles
And later when i lie alone
The darkness is the balm
For my tear filled eyes.

The hopes i give birth
Like tiny butterflies,
Fly away far frm me
Disguised as moths
So cruel and disgusting.

The pain i had in heart
Has spread its arms
Into the very core of me,
The bones ache like mad
While the world blames me.

Author: Pratibha

Poet , Story teller , dreamer and an avid reader. Self published authoer of "Fragments" http://www.amazon.com/Fragments-ebook/dp/B00ASNQUC6/

5 thoughts on “The pain”

  1. Your writing conveys the deepest feeling that only you can know but now that you have shared them I feel honored to have been the reader. Thank you!

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